Anshui took Qin An's coat and hung it on the clothes hanger.
In order to welcome the most important customers, An Lun was responsible for the latest renovation of Fan Lun Tieen Castle, and the cost required was even greater than the price of An Xutong's purchase of the castle back then.
The vicissitudes of the castle are completely invisible in the room. The style is somewhat similar to the palace-level suites of the George V Loshui Hotel, but there is more profound and profound heritage here. Many treasures passed down from the Middle Ages quietly exude the charm of a long sense of history.
The most eye-catching thing is an oil painting of a portrait of a person above the fireplace. A woman in a palace dress, with a gentle smile on her face, looking at Qin An and Anshui quietly and gracefully.
Is it an aunt?
Qin An held Anshui's shoulders, and she turned her head gently and nodded gently.
She will definitely be very happy because Sister Anshui will be very happy.Qin An smelled the fragrance of her hair and looked at the woman Yang Qingmei in the oil painting.
My mother's name was once Yang Qingmei, the green plum of green plum.The father repeatedly pursued his mother and the mother could not help but tell him helplessly that there was no possibility for the two of them.The father smiled and said, "There is no possibility, there is no possibility. As long as you can see you, don't you know, can you quench your thirst?"Anshui's eyebrows and eyes showed a faint warmth and sweetness. With a smile, her mother changed her name.
Qin An laughed silently, never expecting that there would be such a story between An Xutong and Yang Qingmei.
When my father was young, he was like you, an ordinary scoundrel.An Shui wiped the wet corners of his eyes, but his smile was still there. Is Qin An's pursuit the same as his father when he was young?
Because the parents are not very happy and have a long-lasting love, Anshui's heart has always been insurmountable about the age gap. So although he seems to be even more mature than many of his peers, Anshui has put in a lot of effort to make him ignore the gap. It is not until now that he has really crossed over, but he feels a little different.
She was thinking that the real misfortune of her parents was that he and she had wasted too much time when they were truly united. If she had known that they would be together sooner or later, would her mother agree to him when her father first pursued him?
There is no way to know this answer from my mother, and Anshui gave her own answer.
Don’t waste your time, don’t waste Qin An’s time. He is so persistent. Sooner or later, he will be his person. Why waste the happiness of two people for many years?
If I were not a rogue, how could I hold Sister Anshui like now and stand in the Van Lun Tieen Castle to see the scenery of the Twede Valley?Qin An's cheek rubbed against her hair, and the smooth feeling made the cheeks caress like fragrant wind. Seeing Yang Qingmei's portrait hanging here, he could certainly be sure that this room is the best room in the ancient castle because there is Sister An Shui, because this is Sister An Shui's room.
Those who eat swans are all toads.Anshui has a playful smell in his words. Even though the swan is an elegant and beautiful creature, does Anshui not even have the confidence to compare himself with the swan?
The teasing of Qin An as a toad made An Shui feel a little bit teasing.
I haven't eaten yet, I still have to keep working hard.Qin An clenched his fists, made a cheerful position, and suddenly picked up An Shuiheng, rushing towards the door that should be the master bedroom.
An Shui leaned against him softly, and a layer of shame surged between his eyebrows and eyes.
Qin An originally wanted to play with Anshui for a while, which made her blush and her heart beat. When she walked into the room, her steps suddenly stopped.
There was no wrong bedroom. The bedroom had the same aura as Anshui. Once you entered the room, you could look out for the scenery of the entire Twede Valley from afar.
River valleys, mountains, tall sequoia, and flowers of all colors covered the sky.
The ancient Roman Winkelman-style veil dangled in front of the window, swaying in the wind to reveal the romantic style of the palace. Two heavy carved gold enamel rocking chairs next to the window were placed together against the backs, and the Australian Highland wool carpet was spread out soothingly, covering the gray-brown floor with a faint golden light.
The exquisiteness and magnificence of the bedroom is undoubtedly just like the beauty of Anshui. However, what attracted Qin An's attention was the large swath of flowers.
Colorful flowers, crumbly petals, and various kinds spread out from the door of the room and extended from Qin An's feet. On the floor, on the cabinet, on the clothes hanger, on the floor, on the rocking chair, and on the windowsill, flowers of different colors are filled with flowers of different sizes.
A flower, covered with dewdrops, gently trembling with petals in the wind, and the fine petals of various colors surround the flowers, circle by circle. It is the most beautiful lily, elegant and pure.
Such scenes often only appear when many men are carefully preparing to propose marriage and show love like women. Qin An understood at first glance that this kind of hard work is not uncommon, but the surprise and touching of men for women is not changed at all for women.
The most beautiful thing is the heart shape made of pure red petals on the quilt, not a rose, an unknown little flower with a wet and moist color and crystal light, just like a girl's heart.
How could I bear to walk in?Standing at the door, Qin An couldn't take a step while hesitating. He carefully lifted his foot and put it down again, for fear of destroying the scene in front of him.
For some people, beautiful things can only be achieved by destroying them, but for most people, beautiful things need to be carefully cared for. Qin An is not that small group of people.
Then have you been hugging me and kissing me at the door?The blushing on Anshui's cheeks was like the magnificent and beautiful little red flower. She hinted to Qin An many times today. This guy who was usually very scoundrel, was stupid and stupid, and he was slow to react half a beat.
Only then did Qin An come to his senses from the joyful surprise, hugging the most beautiful woman in such a scene, gently putting her on the bed.
Flowers don't have thorns, right?Qin An asked carefully that most beautiful things are very thorny, like roses and thorn flowers.
An Shui's mouth pouted slightly, with a coquettish smell. She stretched out her hand to show Qin An, and there were faint thorn marks on her fingertips.
These flowers are all picked and arranged by me alone. I don’t want people to laugh at me for doing such things for a boy... If it spreads out, I will have no shame to see anyone.Anshui was so ashamed that she wanted to let a woman prepare for a man such a scene with various hints, invitations, and romantic meanings. The girl's innate reserve can only give way to her love first.
This is Anshui's love, we must persevere and give up.
Qin An touched her hand, feeling extremely distressed. Anshui's hand was a pair of exquisite hands as exquisite as works of art. Such hands could hold the pen to outline the pure and beautiful scenes in the text, and could knock on the musical instrument score to play moving music. They could simply put them there in a thrilling way, but they should not be a little hard and painful.
Anshui, who is pampered, is like a flower-picking girl, wearing a simple hat, a long skirt, a basket, picking bright and gorgeous blooming flowers one by one, and small holes are pierced from the tips of her fingers, but she can persevere. Why?
Because of Qin'an.
Does it still hurt?Qin An kissed her finger.
He bent down, Anshui moved his hand away, stretched out his soft arms and hooked his neck softly, and shook his head gently.
Qin Anzai looked at her carefully, and the thick water color condensed in her eyes. She closed her head and lowered her head. Her warm lips were printed on her slightly hot lips.
Her lips were bright red and tender. When she touched the first day of the first day of the New Year, she had a crisp touch like a thin candy paper, and then it seemed to melt between her lips and teeth, making people unable to help but look for more.
It was not the first time Qin An and Anshui kissed each other, but they didn’t kiss much, and they were even less enthusiastic. She was a gentle and elegant woman. However, today she had to take the initiative to kiss her. When Qin An separated a gap between her teeth, the small and soft tongue tip, like a stream flowing out of a mountain stream, passed into his mouth.
Her movements were not skilled, and she was entangled by Qin An with a few traces of youth, as if she had consumed all her active courage just now, and was quietly entangled by the tip of his tongue, and was entangled and rubbed weakly.
Qin An, come and take care of Sister Anshui... Anshui slowly opened her eyes, and her breathing was a slight moan squeezed out from her throat, as sweet as the juice squeezed out of the flowers under her body, tenderness, with endless silk lingering.
Qin An lay beside her, with elegant charm crawling on her beautiful face. Her nasal singular sentences impacting the hormones in the boy's body, making people feel as if they want to squeeze out their souls and get into her body.
When we gave birth to a child, she had no choice... An Shui bit her lips and let go of her lips bit by bit. The teeth marks quietly disappeared on the wet red, leaving behind a fierce and graceful bewitching.
Anshui's cheeks were filled with excitement, like a rebellious child, feeling before he was about to do something shocking.
She is not our enemy, so don't be like fighting with one's back... Our children should be born naturally because of our physical and mental fusion, rather than deliberately letting her be born in order to pursue something.Qin An naturally placed his palm on her flat belly, and in this soft and wanted someone to put his cheeks on to listen to the sound of love in her uterus, but he and her children would be born in the future. Qin An wanted Sister An Shui to give birth to her, but it should not be for a special purpose.
Children should come to this world simply because of their parents’ love. It can be an accident or a pursuit, but they should not be allowed to have some mission when they are not born.
In order to welcome the most important customers, An Lun was responsible for the latest renovation of Fan Lun Tieen Castle, and the cost required was even greater than the price of An Xutong's purchase of the castle back then.
The vicissitudes of the castle are completely invisible in the room. The style is somewhat similar to the palace-level suites of the George V Loshui Hotel, but there is more profound and profound heritage here. Many treasures passed down from the Middle Ages quietly exude the charm of a long sense of history.
The most eye-catching thing is an oil painting of a portrait of a person above the fireplace. A woman in a palace dress, with a gentle smile on her face, looking at Qin An and Anshui quietly and gracefully.
Is it an aunt?
Qin An held Anshui's shoulders, and she turned her head gently and nodded gently.
She will definitely be very happy because Sister Anshui will be very happy.Qin An smelled the fragrance of her hair and looked at the woman Yang Qingmei in the oil painting.
My mother's name was once Yang Qingmei, the green plum of green plum.The father repeatedly pursued his mother and the mother could not help but tell him helplessly that there was no possibility for the two of them.The father smiled and said, "There is no possibility, there is no possibility. As long as you can see you, don't you know, can you quench your thirst?"Anshui's eyebrows and eyes showed a faint warmth and sweetness. With a smile, her mother changed her name.
Qin An laughed silently, never expecting that there would be such a story between An Xutong and Yang Qingmei.
When my father was young, he was like you, an ordinary scoundrel.An Shui wiped the wet corners of his eyes, but his smile was still there. Is Qin An's pursuit the same as his father when he was young?
Because the parents are not very happy and have a long-lasting love, Anshui's heart has always been insurmountable about the age gap. So although he seems to be even more mature than many of his peers, Anshui has put in a lot of effort to make him ignore the gap. It is not until now that he has really crossed over, but he feels a little different.
She was thinking that the real misfortune of her parents was that he and she had wasted too much time when they were truly united. If she had known that they would be together sooner or later, would her mother agree to him when her father first pursued him?
There is no way to know this answer from my mother, and Anshui gave her own answer.
Don’t waste your time, don’t waste Qin An’s time. He is so persistent. Sooner or later, he will be his person. Why waste the happiness of two people for many years?
If I were not a rogue, how could I hold Sister Anshui like now and stand in the Van Lun Tieen Castle to see the scenery of the Twede Valley?Qin An's cheek rubbed against her hair, and the smooth feeling made the cheeks caress like fragrant wind. Seeing Yang Qingmei's portrait hanging here, he could certainly be sure that this room is the best room in the ancient castle because there is Sister An Shui, because this is Sister An Shui's room.
Those who eat swans are all toads.Anshui has a playful smell in his words. Even though the swan is an elegant and beautiful creature, does Anshui not even have the confidence to compare himself with the swan?
The teasing of Qin An as a toad made An Shui feel a little bit teasing.
I haven't eaten yet, I still have to keep working hard.Qin An clenched his fists, made a cheerful position, and suddenly picked up An Shuiheng, rushing towards the door that should be the master bedroom.
An Shui leaned against him softly, and a layer of shame surged between his eyebrows and eyes.
Qin An originally wanted to play with Anshui for a while, which made her blush and her heart beat. When she walked into the room, her steps suddenly stopped.
There was no wrong bedroom. The bedroom had the same aura as Anshui. Once you entered the room, you could look out for the scenery of the entire Twede Valley from afar.
River valleys, mountains, tall sequoia, and flowers of all colors covered the sky.
The ancient Roman Winkelman-style veil dangled in front of the window, swaying in the wind to reveal the romantic style of the palace. Two heavy carved gold enamel rocking chairs next to the window were placed together against the backs, and the Australian Highland wool carpet was spread out soothingly, covering the gray-brown floor with a faint golden light.
The exquisiteness and magnificence of the bedroom is undoubtedly just like the beauty of Anshui. However, what attracted Qin An's attention was the large swath of flowers.
Colorful flowers, crumbly petals, and various kinds spread out from the door of the room and extended from Qin An's feet. On the floor, on the cabinet, on the clothes hanger, on the floor, on the rocking chair, and on the windowsill, flowers of different colors are filled with flowers of different sizes.
A flower, covered with dewdrops, gently trembling with petals in the wind, and the fine petals of various colors surround the flowers, circle by circle. It is the most beautiful lily, elegant and pure.
Such scenes often only appear when many men are carefully preparing to propose marriage and show love like women. Qin An understood at first glance that this kind of hard work is not uncommon, but the surprise and touching of men for women is not changed at all for women.
The most beautiful thing is the heart shape made of pure red petals on the quilt, not a rose, an unknown little flower with a wet and moist color and crystal light, just like a girl's heart.
How could I bear to walk in?Standing at the door, Qin An couldn't take a step while hesitating. He carefully lifted his foot and put it down again, for fear of destroying the scene in front of him.
For some people, beautiful things can only be achieved by destroying them, but for most people, beautiful things need to be carefully cared for. Qin An is not that small group of people.
Then have you been hugging me and kissing me at the door?The blushing on Anshui's cheeks was like the magnificent and beautiful little red flower. She hinted to Qin An many times today. This guy who was usually very scoundrel, was stupid and stupid, and he was slow to react half a beat.
Only then did Qin An come to his senses from the joyful surprise, hugging the most beautiful woman in such a scene, gently putting her on the bed.
Flowers don't have thorns, right?Qin An asked carefully that most beautiful things are very thorny, like roses and thorn flowers.
An Shui's mouth pouted slightly, with a coquettish smell. She stretched out her hand to show Qin An, and there were faint thorn marks on her fingertips.
These flowers are all picked and arranged by me alone. I don’t want people to laugh at me for doing such things for a boy... If it spreads out, I will have no shame to see anyone.Anshui was so ashamed that she wanted to let a woman prepare for a man such a scene with various hints, invitations, and romantic meanings. The girl's innate reserve can only give way to her love first.
This is Anshui's love, we must persevere and give up.
Qin An touched her hand, feeling extremely distressed. Anshui's hand was a pair of exquisite hands as exquisite as works of art. Such hands could hold the pen to outline the pure and beautiful scenes in the text, and could knock on the musical instrument score to play moving music. They could simply put them there in a thrilling way, but they should not be a little hard and painful.
Anshui, who is pampered, is like a flower-picking girl, wearing a simple hat, a long skirt, a basket, picking bright and gorgeous blooming flowers one by one, and small holes are pierced from the tips of her fingers, but she can persevere. Why?
Because of Qin'an.
Does it still hurt?Qin An kissed her finger.
He bent down, Anshui moved his hand away, stretched out his soft arms and hooked his neck softly, and shook his head gently.
Qin Anzai looked at her carefully, and the thick water color condensed in her eyes. She closed her head and lowered her head. Her warm lips were printed on her slightly hot lips.
Her lips were bright red and tender. When she touched the first day of the first day of the New Year, she had a crisp touch like a thin candy paper, and then it seemed to melt between her lips and teeth, making people unable to help but look for more.
It was not the first time Qin An and Anshui kissed each other, but they didn’t kiss much, and they were even less enthusiastic. She was a gentle and elegant woman. However, today she had to take the initiative to kiss her. When Qin An separated a gap between her teeth, the small and soft tongue tip, like a stream flowing out of a mountain stream, passed into his mouth.
Her movements were not skilled, and she was entangled by Qin An with a few traces of youth, as if she had consumed all her active courage just now, and was quietly entangled by the tip of his tongue, and was entangled and rubbed weakly.
Qin An, come and take care of Sister Anshui... Anshui slowly opened her eyes, and her breathing was a slight moan squeezed out from her throat, as sweet as the juice squeezed out of the flowers under her body, tenderness, with endless silk lingering.
Qin An lay beside her, with elegant charm crawling on her beautiful face. Her nasal singular sentences impacting the hormones in the boy's body, making people feel as if they want to squeeze out their souls and get into her body.
When we gave birth to a child, she had no choice... An Shui bit her lips and let go of her lips bit by bit. The teeth marks quietly disappeared on the wet red, leaving behind a fierce and graceful bewitching.
Anshui's cheeks were filled with excitement, like a rebellious child, feeling before he was about to do something shocking.
She is not our enemy, so don't be like fighting with one's back... Our children should be born naturally because of our physical and mental fusion, rather than deliberately letting her be born in order to pursue something.Qin An naturally placed his palm on her flat belly, and in this soft and wanted someone to put his cheeks on to listen to the sound of love in her uterus, but he and her children would be born in the future. Qin An wanted Sister An Shui to give birth to her, but it should not be for a special purpose.
Children should come to this world simply because of their parents’ love. It can be an accident or a pursuit, but they should not be allowed to have some mission when they are not born.
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